Chapter 217 (1/2)



217 A poem that shocked four people (1)

When the magistrate of Qingzhou asked the question, the rest of the officials stopped talking and drinking, and looked over with a smile.

Big was big, small was small, and the Jingu staff had different sizes … Xu Qi ‘an ridiculed the way this rank 4 official addressed him in his heart. On the surface, he replied with a smile,

“This humble servant does not deserve to be addressed this way, Daren. That poem was indeed written by this humble servant.”

‘Oh, it’s him …’ All the officials had a look of realization.

When they first heard Xu Qi ‘an’s name, they didn’t react immediately, but they also felt that the name was familiar. After such a long time, he had some guesses about the identity of this strange copper Gong.

With the circulation of Xu Qi ‘an’s famous works, even though the officialdom and scholars did not deliberately publicize his reputation, those present were all high-ranking officials of the state and had the corresponding channels to inquire about him.

It was no wonder that when the Lord chief administrator heard this name, he immediately rushed over.

the sheep Pavilion sends recluse Zi Yang to Qingzhou ” had long spread throughout the country. This great scholar had just taken office, and this famous poem was already at the forefront. It could be said that he had taken advantage of the harmony between the people.

And all of this was thanks to the gong in front of him, Xu Qi ‘an.

“I’ve heard a lot about you. You’re indeed a Dragon among men with a majestic appearance.”

The magistrate of Qingzhou laughed out loud and flattered him in an open and aboveboard manner. His skill in flattering people was pure.

You flatter me … He was not only a Dragon among men, but also a Dragon among men. Xu Qi ‘an had to admit that if he was in a different position and became the focus, then the disgusting social interactions in the officialdom would suddenly become lively and interesting. He thought about how good it would be if it could continue.

After the magistrate of Qingzhou finished his wine, he glanced at yang Gong, the chief governor of the main seat. This great Confucian with first-class skills had restrained his oppressive official prestige and looked relaxed.

At this moment, the magistrate of Qingzhou suddenly thought of the troublesome commandment monument. In fact, writing poems was the best choice. It was simple and eye-catching, but also profound.

Xu Qi ‘an was a talented poet … ‘The chief governor is troubled by the inscription, and even we are having a headache …’ Is it possible to let this great scholar give us a headache? ‘Hmm, it’s not that the chief governor doesn’t have this idea, but as the head of a state, it’s not good to say it out loud for the sake of his face …’

However, poems were rare, so he did not consider it. But now, it was different. Xu Qi ‘an was here.

He came at the right time.

Xu Qi ‘an was a talented poet … ‘The chief governor is troubled by the inscription, and even we are having a headache …’ Is it possible to let this great scholar give us a headache? ‘Hmm, it’s not that the chief governor doesn’t have this idea, but as the head of a state, it’s not good to say it out loud for the sake of his face …’ The magistrate of Qingzhou was quick-witted.

Thinking of this, the magistrate smiled and said,”What other works does Lord Xu have in the capital?”

He had just asked casually. If the other party denied it, he would use this as an excuse to push Xu Qi ‘an to the forefront. He would join forces with the officials to instigate him to compose a poem on the spot. Then, he would naturally give the ” title “.

Similar methods were common at the wine table, but they were usually used to persuade people to drink, and now they were used to compose poems. The purpose was different.

…. You want to read my poems for nothing again? Xu Qi ‘an wanted to say “no,” but provincial governor Zhang took over the topic first and said with a smile,”There really is one.”

The officials present looked over with interest, including layman Zi Yang.

Which scholar is not good at poetry?

Provincial governor Zhang easily regained the focus. He took a sip of wine and smiled,”However, there is only half of it, and it has only been circulating in the capital for a short time. I believe everyone has not heard of it yet.”

“Oh? Only half a song?”

“Governor, please speak quickly. This humble official is all ears.”

The officials didn’t look down on it because of the half a poem. Instead, they became more and more curious. This half a poem must be of the highest quality. Otherwise, how could it be circulated in the capital city with only half a poem? If it wasn’t good, it wouldn’t be worth it for the governor to say it in public.

Half a song … Yang Gong couldn’t help but look at Xu Qi ‘an, then back at provincial governor Zhang.

Provincial governor Zhang put down his cup and cleared his throat. After putting on a good show, he then looked around at the crowd and said in a clear voice, when drunk, you don’t know the sky is in the water. The boat is full of dreams, pressing on the River of Stars.

At that moment, the dance had just ended and the music was slowly dissipating.

The banquet fell into a deathly silence. The officials savored this half of the poem and only felt a sense of otherworldly carefreeness. He did not care about fame and fortune, nor did he care about gains and losses.

After getting drunk, he lay on the black-awning boat and looked at the River of Stars above his head. His seven-foot body was pressing down on another River of Stars, and a carefree air rose spontaneously.

Some people shook their heads, as if they were drunk. Some people couldn’t help but look at the small pond in the courtyard. There were clusters of fiery red lotus flowers growing there, but the pond was too small.

Layman Purple Sun clapped his hands and said,”this poem has a profound meaning. It should be the peak of poetry in the past two hundred years.” Excellent, excellent.”

He drank three cups of wine in a row and recited poems with wine. He was extremely pleased.

After he finished drinking, he looked at Xu Qi ‘an with bright eyes. is this poem famous? ”

?… Wasn’t it enough that you F * cked me once? don’t i have any dignity … Xu Qi ‘an almost spat salt soda water on his face. “I already have.”

Recluse Purple Sun was a little disappointed. He nodded and didn’t say anything else. He just mumbled to himself.

Seeing that it was about time, the magistrate of Qingzhou raised his glass and said, ” what a coincidence. The chief governor is about to set up a commandment monument in the front yard of each Yamen. The inscriptions on the monument have not been decided yet. I wonder if Lord Xu Can compose a poem? ”

Almost everyone looked at Xu Qi ‘an subconsciously.

Layman Purple Sun didn’t agree or stop it. He just looked at the small gong with a smile.

‘You want my poem with just a glass of wine? I’m not that kind of person …’ Xu Qi ‘an sighed, ”